Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

almost thought Ray were

"Ah --"

pain in her palm brought her back to her senses.

face crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her

was stopped by Brody forcibly. "Don't move." he

coldly, frowning.

he had to cut

Would hurt.

worriedly at the pale face of Tracy,

bear to see her in

"No --"

point of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew her hand

almost fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife directly passed into

time, she tried to take her hand back,

a while, the blood stained Tracy's and

at her eyes, which were full

"You know it hurts?"

cry. It's none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let

last word, she took a leap from the chair to

that Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood

"Have a seat --"

of threatening this time.

was much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

her

looked at him coldly, "Brody, are you worried

at him

It seemed that he remembered what he was doing after being

as ice. He pulled her

care about

He snorted.

that he tightly pressed

tie you

continued to

face turned pale because it hurt so much and the

so dizzy as if she was going to pass out.

"A little bit painful..."

with hesitation.

when he saw the

pain flashed

feeble, but she was

her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared

painful, you

looked down at her. Then he made up his mind and said.

that, he pointed the sharp knife at the

dagger intending to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart skipped a beat.

fear rose from the bottom of

was also because her own thought was

be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in

"Hmm --"

her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but she held it

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

liquid dripped on Brody's hand

know whether it was

when he felt the liquid on his hand. But soon he made

so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper,

lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm seemed to affect her whole

did feel the knife cutting

from tangle to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the chair

eyes finally could not

lips were cut

out several times to

"Idiot --"

was wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he